The trending topic “Zecheng Yi Yu” lingered on Weibo for a full three days before gradually subsiding on the fourth day. A young renowned actor who had been in the industry for years and an emerging figure in the entertainment circle both officially announced their withdrawal from the limelight just a day after revealing their romantic involvement, causing quite a stir.
The opposing fan bases, armed with numerous press releases, were left dumbfounded. The vehemently torn apart fans were also left bewildered.
“Oh my god! Both of them are at the peak of their careers, and they’re withdrawing just like that?!”
Moreover, in the entertainment industry, once a star fades away for a while, returning to the spotlight may not bring back the same level of attention.
“Brother Cheng, Rong Yuheng, please don’t do this impulsively! We all still love you! Ignore those boring haters; there are more people supporting you!”
“Wuwuwu, please don’t leave the spotlight! Without Rong Rong’s variety shows, my life will feel tasteless… [hamster crawling]”
“Those haters are really idiots. They speak through their work. Does being in a relationship affect their output? It’s none of your business. Now, they’ve withdrawn due to your relentless criticism. What have you gained?”
“Are you satisfied now, haters? Does tearing someone down when your own life isn’t going well make you feel better?”
“Damn it! Don’t leave, please. I’m a fan of Brother Cheng’s movies and Rong Rong’s variety shows. I don’t care if you’re publicly dating!”
“Go away. We don’t want to see you. You’d better leave the industry altogether!”
“Upstairs, what grudge do you hold? Did these stars harm your parents? Are you psychologically twisted? [rolling eyes]”
…
However, despite the online fans’ cries of regret and remorse, the two main figures in the incident, who had just stirred up the controversy, remained silent after their last posts. Even their studios didn’t make any waves.
Subsequently, some entertainment bloggers and public accounts reflected on the current state of fan culture. One major account even exposed a few fan bases that had orchestrated the whole affair.
“The minds of teenagers are in a formative stage. Let’s not let the values of the next generation become the sacrifice in the battle for resources.”
“Acceptance of same-sex relationships is an individual’s spontaneous will formed during the growth process, not a will imposed by others.”
Once these perspectives were brought up, many netizens who had been passively watching the drama suddenly had an awakening.
Why condemn homosexuality so vehemently? Such biases and narrow-mindedness are the real spiritual tumors harming the next generation!
The public’s attention turned to those fanbases exposed for manipulating public sentiment in the recent incident, and a new wave of criticism swept through Weibo.
…
While the online world was in chaos, the two main protagonists of the incident were enjoying themselves in a hot spring pool.
In Japan, it was the season of cherry blossoms.
The hot spring pool exuded steam, and the cherry trees along the shore were lush and blooming. When the wind blew, a few petals fell onto the surface of the water.
Rong Yuheng laid on the edge of the pool, propping up his small face and squinting his eyes to enjoy the exclusive massage service provided by Wen Zhecheng.
Wen Zhecheng diligently massaged and kneaded behind Rong Yuheng, making his delicate hamster-like body feel as smooth as a lump of hamster cake, almost flattening into a hamster pancake at the edge of the pool.
After all this time, Wen Zhecheng’s massage skills showed no signs of decline.
Rong Yuheng, enjoying the fantasy of his owner’s future, said, “When you get old and your eyesight deteriorates, open a massage parlor for the blind and call it ‘Blind Movie Emperor Massage.”
“…,” Wen Zhecheng was at a loss for words facing this plan filled with loopholes and could only lightly pinch Rong Yuheng’s flexible waist.
Rong Yuheng was sensitive in the waist, and this pinch almost made him spring out of the water. After regaining his composure, he turned around to condemn, “How can this masseur be so handsy? Your massage therapist qualification will be revoked in the future.”
“I’m only handsy with you,” Wen Zhecheng said, then, feeling the excitement, he continued to rub and knead, burying his head to take a big—hamster!
“Besides, I can do other things too.”
Rong Yuheng, “?”
Oh my, so provocative.
Their private hot spring pool was separate from the room, and there were no outsiders present. With their relationship publicly acknowledged and having come out, it felt like Wen Zhecheng had unlocked the final shackle in his heart, setting himself completely free! The green light in his eyes faintly showed signs of revival. “My little one, look at the perfect timing and conditions here…”
Rong Yuheng knew that Wen Zhecheng was brewing another one of his whimsical ideas. He slapped Wen Zhecheng’s handsome face with his palm. “Don’t even think about it. I refuse to have an open-air picnic on Mount Akina.”
Wen Zhecheng showed no signs of disappointment after being rejected. Instead, he seemed excited. “It seems you’re an expert too!”
“…”
However, this statement was just to set the mood, uttering nonsense. Not to mention whether Rong Yuheng could let loose, other people’s hot spring pools couldn’t tolerate contamination.
In the end, the two compromised, returned to the room, and changed into yukatas to stroll around Mount Akina.
Wen Zhecheng was even more excited than before. His little one had just come out of the hot spring, warm, soft, and cute, looking especially tempting.
Moreover, the yukata’s collar was open, and the hem was slightly lifted, revealing everything one might desire.
Wen Zhecheng, accompanied by Rong Yuheng, roamed around Mount Akina… from 7 PM until late at night at 11 PM, finally satisfying the tired little hamster, who was sent back to its nest.
Rong Yuheng, wrapped in a ball of hamster in his blanket, managed to grab his phone with the remaining strength to type.
Wen Zhecheng peeked over. “What are you doing?”
Rong Yuheng logged into Weibo. “I’m going to announce that ‘Zecheng Yi Yu’ is official.”
Wen Zhecheng’s eyes lit up at the prospect. He pulled out his phone in anticipation. “Is it finally time for the affectionate banter segment I’ve been looking forward to?”
Perfect, concise imitation and extreme creativity had both been experienced. It was time to embark on a new mode of flaunting their love!
However, as Wen Zhecheng began typing, his hands suddenly paused. Then he deleted everything, closed Weibo, and retreated back into the blanket.
—
The topic sparked by “Zecheng Yi Yu” not only prompted netizens’ reflection but also shifted their focus to other celebrities who had faded from the public eye due to scandals. At this moment, a new entertainment company named “Blank” emerged, claiming to “protect the private emotions of its artists.”
The topic about this company flooded the internet.
Netizens initially thought it was just a small studio taking advantage of the trend, but after checking the company’s information, they were dumbfounded. Whether it was the registered capital or the shareholders behind it, it surpassed the standards of an ordinary company: jointly held by the Qiu and Chi families, with a staff list that even included the renowned scriptwriter Xun Guang!
Wow, wow, wow! Netizens were in a frenzy. Where did this immortal entertainment company come from, and why had they never heard of it before?
“Blank Entertainment” rode the wave of the “Zecheng Yi Yu” controversy, successfully attracting a wave of celebrities.
While Rong Yuheng and Wen Zhecheng were “honeymooning,” they followed up the developments in the “New Era Light” group chat.
Wen Zhecheng was at the shrine, sincerely praying for a beautiful marriage with Rong Yuheng, but when he turned around, he saw Rong Yuheng, who was “not focused,” playing with his phone.
He leaned in, “What are you doing? Chatting with someone?”
Rong Yuheng didn’t lift his head. “My big fishpond.”
“…!”
Just after praying for a perfect marriage, Wen Zhecheng’s sharp gaze turned to the donation box at the end of the approach—he felt deceived!
“What fishpond? Don’t you have a keeper?” Wen Zhecheng leaned in with a hint of jealousy.
“What are you thinking? I’m planning our comeback.” After saying this, Rong Yuheng proudly handed his phone to him. “Look, this is the kingdom I’ve built for you!”
Wen Zhecheng glanced at the staff list and suddenly widened his eyes. With the Qiu and Chi families holding shares, names like Xun Guang, Yao Tai, and former paparazzi, plus a group of celebrities with previous or potential rumors… What a dangerous territory!
Unaware of Wen Zhecheng’s internal shock, Rong Yuheng held his hand affectionately. “Have I made a heartfelt effort?”
Snapping out of his intense reverie, Wen Zhecheng pinched Rong Yuheng’s small hand to recover some health. “You’re truly considerate… I feel ashamed.”
Rong Yuheng humbly lowered his head. “Not at all~”
While Wen Zhecheng and Rong Yuheng were enjoying a leisurely time together, the fans online were eagerly awaiting the stars’ next move.
#ZhechengYiYu on the Nth day of the faded circle# is a topic that fans check in under every day, eagerly awaiting the return of the main characters.
@LittleBearBiscuit: #ZhechengYiYu on the 6th day# Wuuu, wuuu, wuuu, the sixth day of Rong Yuheng’s faded circle, I miss him! What is Rong Yuheng doing now? Can we take a look? @STAR—T_RongYuhengv
Shortly after the Weibo post, a comment suddenly appeared below.
@WenZheChao’sAlternateAccount: Eating taiyaki. [Image]
LittleBearBiscuit is Rong Yuheng’s dedicated fan but not a toxic one. She hadn’t followed ZhechengYiYu before and was stunned when she saw this account, thinking it was just a random comment from some netizen.
After a three-second pause, she suddenly realized—
@LittleBearBiscuit: Ahhhhhhh!!!
Opening the image, it was a side profile of Rong Yuheng, the background somewhat blurry, appearing to be a bustling market street with red and blue signs hanging.
Rong Yuheng was earnestly biting into taiyaki, his eyelashes hanging low. In the zoomed-in shot, his fair skin, rosy lips pressed onto the brown taiyaki, taking a bite, and the red bean filling oozing out, looked delicious.
She covered her mouth in front of the phone screen, watching for dozens of seconds, then suddenly burst into silent tears.
LittleBearBiscuit’s Weibo post instantly became the hottest topic in the trend.
The trending topic #RongYuheng Boyfriend’s Perspective# climbed to the third position within hours.
“Ahhh!!! Boyfriend’s perspective Rong Yuheng is so sweet and cute!”
“I can’t believe it, did my brother Chao take this photo!? Is he such a romantic person, even taking pictures for Rong Yuheng!”
“Overflowing with happiness and love on the screen~ After the faded circle, Brother Chao and Rong Yuheng are living their own lives. Although it’s a bit hard to let go, I’m so happy~”
“I don’t know why, but I feel like crying… Maybe the ordinary romantic daily life for them is a luxury. Seeing Rong Yuheng so relaxed and satisfied in Brother Chao’s photos, I couldn’t hold back my tears…”
“Still in business! Still in business! Faded circle doesn’t mean separation. I’ve come back to life, wuuu wuuu wuuu!”
…
Wen Zhecheng put away his phone, reached out to wipe the corner of Rong Yuheng’s mouth, which had a bit of red bean sugar stain.
It’s nice, there are so many people who love his Rong Yuheng.
With slightly rough fingertips wiping across soft and tender lips, Wen Zhecheng paused for a moment, then gently pressed down, feeling a bit whimsical. He was about to lean down to kiss, but Rong Yuheng suddenly lifted his big hand sternly, reproaching,
“How can you rub the phone screen on my mouth?”
Wen Zhecheng, “…”
He remembered the comments from the crying fans in the comment section just now, and his eyes gradually became numb.
It’s not that I lack romance, it’s your adorable Peng-Goo who lacks it.
…
After strolling through the bustling market, the two walked hand in hand all the way back. The spacious and smooth bluestone path reflected the slanting sunlight, moist and translucent.
On both sides of the road were clean and tidy storefronts, electric wires extending forward, and ahead was the slowly setting sun.
Rong Yuheng and Wen Zhecheng were still chattering about the topic of “romance and hygiene, which is more important,” their figures bathed in the radiant hues of red and gold.
Walking together hand in hand, time seemed peaceful.
However, before they could reach the entrance of the inn, Rong Yuheng’s phone rang.
He paused, stopping Wen Zhecheng, who was still lecturing on “the ten major drawbacks of a lack of romance in married life.”
“Wait a moment, it’s my brother.”
Wen Zhecheng’s words came to an abrupt halt.
Rong Yuheng answered, “Hello, brother?”
The voice of Rong Yuheng’s elder brother, Rong Congyan, came through the receiver, the emotions in his tone hard to discern. “Are you playing in Japan?”
“Uh…” Rong Yuheng’s heart skipped a beat; how did his brother know?
“Do you really think we wouldn’t check Weibo for such a big coming-out announcement?”
Oh no! Rong Yuheng was instantly silent.
He was actually a bit apprehensive. Facing netizens was one thing, but in front of Rong Congyan and Father Rong, he had always harbored a sense of luck, hoping to buy some time for himself.
Besides, those two hadn’t called to ask about the coming-out drama in the past two days, so Rong Yuheng assumed they hadn’t checked Weibo. He boldly took his Rong Yuheng on a honeymoon.
Unexpectedly, no grudges were held. It was just a matter of timing!
Rong Yuheng muttered in a low voice, “I thought… I was giving you guys some time to prepare mentally.”
“That’s considerate of you.” Rong Congyan said kindly. “We are ready. Dad wants you to come home for dinner tomorrow.”
“Does it have to be tomorrow?” Rong Yuheng was stunned.
“Of course, such matters must be done with a sense of ceremony.”
“…?”
After saying that, Rong Congyan hung up the phone, leaving Rong Yuheng in a state of anxious contemplation.
What does it mean to have a sense of ceremony?
On the side, Wen Zhecheng, hearing bits and pieces, cautiously approached. “Can’t hide it anymore?”
Rong Yuheng frowned. “I feel like they might have known from the beginning.”
“Why did they only call now?” Wen Zhecheng, not understanding the Rong family’s father and son, could only make a guess. “Did they deliberately leave time for us during the honeymoon?”
“Impossible, they are not that kind of people…”
“That’s true, the honeymoon should have been longer, not just six days.”
Rong Yuheng suddenly paused.
The speaker had no intention, but the listener had an intention.
Wen Zhecheng’s words seemed to cut through the fog in Rong Yuheng’s mind, exposing the clear and brutal truth before his eyes—
Six days, back home for dinner, a sense of ceremony…
Damn! Cold sweat instantly poured down Rong Yuheng’s forehead.
Isn’t this the feeling of “the seventh day”!?
Author’s Note:
The first day of coming out.
Rong Big Shell (mark it down): Death sentence.
The seventh day of coming out.
Rong Big Shell (calculating): The seventh day has arrived. It’s time to recall the wandering soul outside.
Rong Yuheng (shivering): Feeder, do you remember the next sentence after ‘in the same forest’
Wen Zhecheng (looking around in confusion): …Baby, the blind actor can’t hear what you’re saying.
